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Thursday, October 4, 2012

Life, Death, and a cloud.

Today, I attended a funeral of someone, whom it seemed, was much too young, too active, too involved in life, to have actually died.

But, he did. He died on Sunday. Unexpectedly.

And since I got the news, a strange cloud of...something...has been surrounding me.

A cloud that is heavy, deep, and draining. And, no matter how hard I try to wish it away, or tell myself, that I shouldn't feel it (because I am not a close friends or family), or try to ignore it, the cloud remains.

A cloud best described as a swirling mix of...

Sadness...for his family and his friends,

Shock...that this man, who I had been in a meeting with on Thursday, talked to on Friday, and who sent me an email Sunday morning, was no longer alive,

Surely, I am not alone (at least, I sure hope that I am not) in feeling this. And, I know that it is probably a normal reaction to the situation.

What I don't know, and what I have been struggling with, is what I should do with this cloud... But, I suppose, there is nothing to do with this cloud. Nothing other than to see it, acknowledge it, and allow it to be.